Roger the windmill spotter

Lovely old windmill,sails going around and around
Roger walks by,a nail catches his jacket and hes lifted gently off the ground
Up he goes then back down
Feeling dizzy,going gently around and around
What can he do?he hates heights,he seems to be stuck
Poor old Roger what bad bad luck
(bet you think Im making it up as I go along,oh dear oh well lets see what happens,Id sue if i was him,bloody nails,should have used a countersunk screw and wood glue)
Round and round he goes like a spinning top
When will it end when will it stop?
Then help arrives,old Tom who owns the mill
"dont worry mate,ill get you down I promise I will"
Laughing the mill man goes in to stop the inpending disaster
But has a heart attack,dies and falls onto the switch that makes it go faster
Faster and faster the sails go round
Will it ever stop,will poor old Roger ever be found?
The wind was so strong,it blew off his trousers and pants
They flew through the air and landed in France
Round and round went Roger with his tackle on show
In front of a angry crowd that had started to grow
"Look at his todger look at his bum"
"Ill get the pervert "said farmer Giles as he raised his gun
"Aim for his todger aim for his nuts"
"Dont kill him,wing him,so we can rip out his guts
"Ok Ill try" said the farmer,but he is going round
"I no Ill aim for his tackle when the sail comes down to the ground"
He aimed his shotgun at the sail mans todger
Then someone shouted "STOP hes my husband,hes Roger the windmill spotter"
To late hed pulled the trigger,the deed was done
Hed blown off Rogers todger and most of his bum
"What fine shooting"they cried,what a fine chap
Just as Rogers old todger and buttocks landed in his wheelchair bound wifes lap